Why the Acropolis might be the worst thing to visit on your first day in Athens, Greece.
Only one of these is true. You get to pick which.
He points at me – no, past me. A blast of German. “I..don’t speak…” “The train station is closing”. I turn around and head back out of the Alexanderplatz U-Bahn, running just far enough ahead of the advancing officials to buy a sandwich from a kiosk. I’m dimly aware I have a good walk ahead of me. How full is my … Read More
Why, why do I do this. Through disorganisation, laziness and maybe some deeply-rooted sense of puritanical masochism, I recently travelled on too little sleep. World, hate it, hate it all, stab stabbity stab.
“Authentic travel”. Buzz-phrase of a generation. We’re all in search of it. The travel industry is obsessed with it. What a shame we have no idea what it actually is.
Athens News, 1st June 2007 (read on Naxos, in the sunshine, waiting for lunch to arrive, picking through my Rough Guide and scoffing the free bread. Yes, a tough day).
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